Uranus Pluto Alchemy

Well, we have had the Full Moon on Uranus and it does seem as if mother earth is convulsing, and humanity responds by convulsing itself.

The 2 pillars of society are breaking down – the church and the university and in between the third pillar of social structure is disintegrating – this has been going on for some time [since the conjunction of Uranus and Pluto in the alchemical sign of Virgo in the mid 1960s] in a slow and perhaps imperceptible grind, but is now becoming distinctly apparent under the first square of the cycle, in a way that is tangible and has to be faced. All living is being undermined, apart from the obvious technical revolution, in a very subtle and indefinable way.

 Alchemy

The breakdown and paradigm shift is occurring in the church, from the point of view of not being the sole controlling and directing force of our moral codes and therefore behaviour, anymore. The breakdown and paradigm shift is occurring in the university from the point of view of not being the sole controlling and directing force of our education and political notions, anymore. As a result, the breakdown and paradigm shift is occurring at a fundamental level in family and social and health structures, even to affecting what we define as gender. Indeed who are we?

Life is now lived more and more in technical ‘bites’ small quick pieces of information in a virtual world of the Internet, were there are no rules and no guidelines.

There seems to be constant displacement of masses of people due to great earth movements of fire, water and earth; and due to human tension expressed in disagreements, shootings, riots and war.

All institutions are breaking down, even life is breaking down, in spite of all the new discoveries. How do we survive and adapt? I wonder if our parents and grandparents felt the same – is this just another reoccurring cycle or is there truly a new world on the horizon? A massive evolutionary leap rather than a turn on the spiral?

I guess the two world wars of the previous century must have felt like this.

Zen Wisdom

He who smiles

Rather

than rages

Is always

The Stronger

 Chickpea by Rumi

A chickpea leaps almost over the rim of the pot

where it’s being boiled.

Why are you doing this to me?

The cook knocks him down with the ladle.

Don’t you try to jump out.

You think I’m torturing you.

I’m giving you flavor,

so you can mix with spices and rice

and be the lovely vitality of a human being.

Remember when you drank rain in the garden.

That was for this.

Grace first. Sexual pleasure,

then a boiling new life begins,

and the Friend has something good to eat.

Eventually the chickpea

will say to the cook,

Boil me some more.

Hit me with the skimming spoon.

I can’t do this by myself.

I’m like an elephant that dreams of gardens

back in Hindustan and doesn’t pay attention

to his driver. You’re my cook, my driver,

my way into existence. I love your cooking.

The cook says

I was once like you,

fresh from the ground. Then I boiled in time,

and boiled in the body, two fierce boilings.

My animal soul grew powerful.

I controlled it with practices,

and boiled some more, and boiled

once beyond that

and became your teacher.

There is no Rose without a Thorn